Radiogurl a la Carte

Monday, Nov. 20, 2006
Finagled Finale

I finally called for the firing squad to put an end to this miserable job. I gave my notice today, have an appointment Friday morning with the temp agency, and will be openly looking for something else.

Not surprisingly, my boss urged me to rethink my decision. To my credit, I didn't either burst out laughing or stare him into oblivion in response to such an unlikely occurrence. He knew I wasn't happy - I'm not demonstrative to the point of screaming and throwing things (which other people HAVE in my position, I discovered today.) But neither am I a good enough actor/liar to convince the world that I was all Pollyanna about it, either.

It's telling that when I went to the temp agency and told them I'm working now, and the name of the company, their immediate reply was, "Oh, you work for that [boss's name] guy!"

It wasn't said in a complimentary tone.

I told my co-workers first, because frankly I like them and figured they have a right to know that I'm hanging them out to dry. They all just reiterated that they not only don't blame me, but that I pegged everything exactly, and in record time. It's been a progressive thing, actually. This job comes with a revolving door and it's moving faster as you go. My predecessor was there a little more than six months. Before her, a year. With me, three months. Gee, do I detect a pattern here?

Anyway, I'm not alone. At least one other person is leaving thanks to this lovely paragon of bossorial attitudes. I'll be very surprised if more don't do the same, and in fact all of my cohorts at lunch promised that all it'll take is one word at the right time and they'll likewise walk out.

Man, can I pick the working situations, or can I pick 'em?

Anyway, it's a huge relief to know I don't have to deal with this moron for very much longer. I think he didn't expect some of the responses I gave him when I told him I was taking a hike. I told him everything that everyone else has told him, the obvious stuff he lies about so much I think he believes his own lies nowadays. I also told him some things even he didn't pretend to refute.

In short, I'll stick around for another couple of weeks or so, unless and until I find something else, or until the idiot factor rears its nasty head again. (Which will probably happen sometime around 8am tomorrow, unless I'm much mistaken.)

I'm so flipping tired that it's not funny. As much as we need the money, I hope I get at least a few days between jobs. I essentially just came out of five days off work, so you'd think I was rested. Unfortunately my body disagrees.

The only thing holding me together now is the knowledge that MC and I should be getting married in a matter of just a few more days. And that, my dears, is reason enough for me to celebrate even in the face of the end of my nonexistent career!

Well, that and Dangerspouse's admonition to release it into the wild.

I won't tell you what "it" he's talking about. Then I'd have to kill you, and I hate cleaning up all that blood.

Before - After

In the grander scheme of things, no soul can truly be replaced. Each one of us has a place in the universal tapestry. We each contribute our own color and texture. When one thread is snipped too soon, it distorts all the threads around it. Other lives can unravel and tear. If the wrong thread is ripped away, the whole fabric of life becomes dangerously fragile.
- LeiLani, aka Radiogurl aka Bright Opal (1957 - )